In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

After dinner, with rice soup at the bottom of the casserole, Song Hongguo found some newspapers, papered the windows, and also posted a circle around the Tukang, so that the dirt on the wall would not get dirty when she slept on the quilt.

After finishing her work, Song Hongguo shook her head and sighed, "It's really ugly..."

We need to quickly replace it with glass and small floral curtains. We also need to arrange the kang surround. You can try wood or stone. Although the sense of age cannot be avoided at the moment, it can't be too rustic. I don't dare to think of something too elegant. , at least have to move closer to the simple and natural pastoral style, right?

As soon as she thought about it, she lost her mind, and Ling Zhi reminded her, "The mattress has not been sewn yet."

"What time is it? Don't be in a hurry."

"Candles are urgent!" If you finish them early and blow them out early, they can be used for a few more days.

"..."

"You should buy a kerosene lamp tomorrow. It's cheaper to burn kerosene, but candles are not cost-effective. By the way, I think the house is full of fine grains. How about you exchange it with the people in the team? One pound of fine grains can be exchanged for four pounds of coarse grains. Just dry sweet potatoes, crush them, mix them with some wild vegetables and eat them in steamed steamed buns. It’s better than cornmeal. Corn is less sticky and won’t form when mixed with wild vegetables. There are also wild vegetables. I pulled out all the wild vegetables on my own plot, including those at the foot of the mountain. It’s all gone, I’m afraid I’ll have to go into the mountains to look for it…”

Listening to him starting to talk again, Song Hongguo sighed, "Looking at how much you worry about every day, I'm tired for you."

It was obvious that he was following the path of Little Cool Brother at the beginning. He would not say that he cherished words like gold, but he definitely did not nag, especially his lone wolf look in his eyes. It still makes my heart throb even now when I think about it.

"...Who am I doing this for?"

"Okay, okay, it's all for our family. Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Butler."

"..."

Seeing him turning around to leave in embarrassment, Song Hongguo smiled and did not forget to instruct him, "Go to the dining room and get some sweet potatoes."

"What are you going to do again?"

"Roasted sweet potatoes."

Ling Zhi looked at her in disbelief, "Didn't we just finish eating?"

Song Hongguo said confidently, "Roasted sweet potato is a dessert after a meal, not a meal."

"..."

Ling Zhi finally went to get three pieces, but he chose the smallest ones. The fire in the stove spread to the bottom, and there was still residual warmth. Burying the sweet potatoes in it would be much more delicious than roasting them directly on the fire.

More than half an hour later, Song Hongguo finished sewing the last stitch, and the sweet potato was ripe. He pulled it out from the ashes. The outer skin was slightly charred, but after peeling it off, the yellow flesh was fragrant, sweet and soft. After taking a bite, he sipped gently. Not even scum.

"Wow, it's delicious!"

"Well, only the yellow-flesh ones have this texture. The white-flesh ones are much worse, and the noodles can make people choke." In later generations, there were also sweet potatoes, which ooze oil when roasted, and the taste is even more delicious.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but ask the system, "Are there any sweet potatoes in the supermarket? It doesn't matter if there aren't. It's okay if I have seedlings. I have land and can be self-reliant."

"...There are no sweet potatoes. Do you want to eat dried sweet potatoes?"

"Forget it then." She still has to save points to buy fertilizer.

The system snorted and suddenly asked her, "Is roasted sweet potato really so delicious?"

Song Hongguo was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized it and asked tentatively, "You don't want to buy it from me, do you?"

Could she still be a seller?

The system didn't say anything, and Song Hongguo thought to herself and said, "Your era was more advanced than when I traveled through it, right? Then you want to eat something authentic, without chemical fertilizers, pesticides, or technological work? , it must be even more difficult, I’ll just say that the food I bought from you doesn’t taste the same as what I eat in the restaurant.”

It's not that it doesn't taste good, it just lacks a bit of grain flavor.

"Do you want to buy it or not?"

"...I haven't activated that function yet."

Song Hongguo teased her mercilessly, "You haven't earned enough points from me, right? You can't do this."

"...If you can do it, I can do it." The system responded faintly, and suddenly threw out a big news, "If I have enough points, I can also activate the knowledge review function."

"What do you mean?" Song Hongguo was shocked, "Knowledge search? Is it the same as Du Niang?"

"It's much more powerful than that. As long as you can afford the points, you can view some professional knowledge, academic materials, and even research results that cannot be made public."

"How many points?"

The system said a number, which instantly shattered her excited heart, "I'd better buy fertilizers to farm. What kind of knowledge should I learn? My current professional level is enough to beat them. If I'm too advanced, I'll be regarded as a fool." evildoer."

"You don't understand medicine. With the medicines available now, no matter how good your surgery is, there will still be great risks. Moreover, the medicines in the hospital are often out of stock. Even if you are a clever woman, you can't make a meal without rice, right? "

"...I can buy it from you."

"Not to mention that there are no supermarkets now, even if there are in the future, there are certain restrictions on the sale of medicines. Besides, how can teaching a man to fish be better than teaching him to fish?"

Song Hongguo was shamefully tempted again.

Points, you still have to work hard to earn points. Unfortunately, there is no video to shoot tonight. After eating sweet potatoes and washing up, the mother and son got on the kang. It was warm on the kang, covered with new quilts, listening to the radio, and feeling drowsy. While sleeping, Song Hongguo always felt that she had forgotten something. It was not until she felt cold under her body in the middle of the night that she remembered that the stove was not a radiator. If she didn't add firewood, it would definitely go out.

Fortunately, she put the flashlight next to her pillow before going to bed. Otherwise, it would be no exaggeration to say that she could not see her fingers in the room. She put on her coat, got off the kang with the flashlight, and went to the main room to take a look. Sure enough, there were no sparks at all. So she had to rekindle the fire. After struggling for about ten minutes, the wood finally started to burn.

"Looks like I have to buy coal..." Seal the stove with coal before going to bed. It can last all night.

Ling Zhi, who was about to get off the bed when he heard the noise, said, "..."

He might as well continue sleeping, since he wouldn't have to worry about it while he was asleep.

The next day, Song Hongguo rarely got up earlier than the two little ones. She was thinking about the things she wanted to buy, so how could she stay on the kang?After washing, she went to cook, Ling Zhi went to feed the chickens and geese, and Ling Yuan made the bed, as if they had agreed upon it.

For breakfast, yesterday's hot vegetable dumplings, cucumber pickles with sauce, and three bowls of egg water were added, and everything was ready to eat and drink. After the meal, Ling Zhi washed the dishes and Ling Yuan wiped the table, and they cooperated tacitly.

Song Hongguo put on her coat and carried a green canvas bag. When she went out, she worriedly told the two of them, "I'll try to come back as early as possible. You two can just play at home. Secure the door from the inside and don't let anyone open it." ."

Ling Zhi nodded.

Ling Yuan was very reluctant to leave. He wanted to follow her, but he also knew that his slow walking would drag her down, so he had to say, "Mom, can you come back at noon? We will wait for you to have dinner together."

"I can't tell. Let's do this. If I can't come back, you two will heat up some vegetable dumplings to eat when you're hungry. If I can come back, I'll still be the one cooking."

"it is good……"